I’m too old
too slow
too weak
to win the race
or take the prize.
What I lack
in beauty
or in grace
I make up for
in compromise.
Jan 8, 2013
Jan 8, 2013 at 9:32 PM UTC
I’m too old
too slow
too weak
to win the race
or take the prize.
What I lack
in beauty
or in grace
I make up for
in compromise.
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